#rip ffxv

[berrydoodleoo]

the king’s hand (defier of destiny)

[missregality]

Noctis getting swamped compilation.

[bladesandstars]

rules: make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters and then tag five people to do the same. see which character is everyone's favourite!

(if you see this, consider yourself tagged! I'm shy about tagging)

[aserehtnayr]

Looking for Role-Play Partner, 18+ Only

Would prefer to use Discord but open to other options.

Open to both Fandom and non-fandom Roleplay’s

Fandom’s I am interested in are as follows

Dragon age

X-files

Resident evil

Final Fantasy VII

Final Fantasy XV

Final Fantasy XVI

Yakuza

The Witcher ( Books, Comics and Games ) Not the Netflix show

Spy x Family

Tokyo Ghoul

Marvel

The Conjuring

Like or send us a message if interested or have any questions :)

[paracosmicparadox]

So I finished FFXV ages ago, but I've been thinking about it lately bc you know, I elaborated the chocobros' story far further than it was meant to go and got way more attached to them than I should have. So here're some things that the game did really well and some of the things it didn't. (you don't have to agree w anything here; I'm not trying to corrupt y'all w my opinions; I just feel like talking)

Let's start with the bad to get it out of the way:

CINDY. I swear to everything holy her character had the potential to be So Cool if she hadn't been so overtly over-sexualized. Like, I'm a woman-liker too and I get it, lady mechanics are hot af, but you know what else is attractive? Safety in the workplace. Cindy's outfit was not something any mechanic would be caught dead wearing. Yeah, it was designed to be sexy, but do you know how many burns she would've accumulated from the hot oil and metal she works with? There's a reason mechanics typically wear clothing zipped up when they're actually working on something. If anything, Cindy's character design just made me uncomfortable. Her character itself? Great. No qualms there. Her design? Please acquire more than two square feet of fabric I'm begging you. I just feel like Cindy deserved to be so much more than fan service.

Luna's brief time on-screen. Yet another potentially incredible and deep female protagonist who got short change from this game. People joke a lot that Luna wasn't at all an important character because the game never really treated her like one. She was MEANT to be important, clearly, but it felt like she existed just for her tearjerking death scene? Like there was SO MUCH overlooked potential to bring her into the storyline as more than Tragic Love Interest In White, and yet?? Idk it frustrated me.

The emotional aspect of the game felt rushed. There were a lot of emotional scenes covered throughout the plotline ranging from King Regis's death to the deal with Prompto at Zegnautus Keep. I feel like the game TRIED to cover them realistically and show the characters' grief, but it didn't quite get there. It was just sort of an "Oh, how sad. I'm so upset and angry. Hm, what's that? My friends believe in me without truly understanding and I can kill someone to ease my pain? Oh okay I'm better now." I get that realistic healing cycles are kinda hard to portray within a set timeframe, but having some lingering effects of the blatant trauma inflicted would've been nice. You don't recover from shit like that in a week's time.

Character personalities tended to be one-sided. Noctis was edgy, Prompto was happy-go-lucky, Gladio was tough-guy, and Ignis was... nevermind, Iggy was great--- HE had some on-screen depth. Personally, I've developed these characters myself far more than what the game gave us, but I wish we'd gotten more canon depth beyond their surface-level traits. I love them with my whole heart and they deserve genuine complexity.

Now the things I actually really enjoyed:

The graphics were on-point. The amount of detail put into character design and into monsters was insane. You could zoom in and see individual textures on skin and hair and feathers, bringing a level of realism to the game that I personally enjoyed.

All of the Latin and Norse mythological references!! As a Latin nerd, I found little gems everywhere in this game. Esp in the names--- (Noctis Lucis Caelum = Of-the-night Sky-of-light (the genitives in there make the literal translation kinda a mouthful ik) Gladiolus Amicitia = Sword-flower Friendship (the gladiolus is an actual flower that gets its name from the Latin word gladius, meaning sword, for its sword-like shape) Ignis Scientia = Fire Knowledge; Prompto Argentum = Ready Silver (the word prompto is actually in the dative (possibly ablative), making the literal translation nonsense, but if they'd made his name Promptus, it would've sounded awkward, so I can see why they picked the dative/ablative form of the adjective for stylistic reasons and I put the rough translation instead)) WOW THAT WAS A LOT OF PARENTHETICAL INFO WHOOPS

Ardyn's character. I'm not saying this bc I'm one of the fans who fawn over him---Ardyn is DEFINITELY NOT MY PREFERRED FLAVOR OF MAN, but character-wise, he made an excellent antagonist. He was witty, slick, and classy in an I'm-gonna-outstep-you-like-it's-hopscotch sorta way. He was a poetic villain done well, which made him an antagonist you could both sympathize for and absolutely detest given the situation. He was both the master manipulator and the pawn one space away from the edge of the board. He can sway a crowd, but you know deep in your gut just by the cunning greed in his eyes that You Cannot Trust The Man. He was definitely Not a good person (tragic backstory isn't an excuse), but he was a good villain.

I loved the bond between the chocobros?? This is probably bc I'm a sucker for the found family trope, but their interactions were so amazing to me?? Like, not even the cutscene stuff. Just their little sidebar conversations during fights or while you're walking around or driving the Regalia. They're Roadtrip Buddies™ and I think that's excellent.

THE FOOD. By god, the food in this game looked absolutely scrumptious and I would like to partake. The Daggerquill Soup? Give it to me I'll pay you. The Creamy Crustacean Omelet? Stop it right now I'll eat that so fast it'll be a criminal offense. Like I know I touched on the graphics earlier, but broski I was not kidding. I guess I know why the game took so long to make it to the market bc the detail that went into these recipes is absolutely mouthwatering.

[maryse127]

Final Fantasy XVI Twitter account made a post about Bahamut and I was immediately like Ugh before I realised it is unfair to judge the new character for his namesake's crimes in FFXV

[dandydiary]

starting to design my ffxv self insert (thinking of making her a reoccurring final fantasy self insert in general) and the only thing I’ve got right now is like… greaseball failgirl piece of shit who keeps playing peekaboo with dangerous gods. I want her to keep playing with fire and paying for it with bad ends ❤️

[thedarkrose17]

Sunshine Incarnate Rewrite Chapter 20

So I probably should have been doing this sooner but the whole fic's on ao3. Please comment cause it helps fuel my motivation, let's me know people actually like this au and will hopefully get faster updates out

Also eventual Promptis not yet though

(Sorry no chapter preview the app isn't being great trying to set that up)

Fic tldr: au where Prom's an astral and tries to rewrite fate

Chapter Summary:

After doing a few errands for Cindy they have enough for fuel and some food but by the time they’ve finished it’s turning dark.

“Y’all should stay put, ain��t safe travellin’ at night.” Cindy states.

“Daemons?” Prompto asks.

The mechanic nods

[smallest-turtle]

Cid having no idea that Mors thinks positively of him bc of how his smoke break spot and Mors's 'i need to get away from this strategy meeting before i blow something up' spot was the same crumbling turret for the few months they were stationed at the same base in their 20's because they so rarely spoke a word to one another while up there.

[kiloude-city]

My XV favoritism on DFFOO. I'm gonna miss you so much </3 😭😭😭

[diamondcitydarlin]

Just doing hot girl/dog mom stuff <3

[missregality]

Gives off the vibe that Iggy told him so

[jan-holdres]

I've now finished all available side quests and ended on Insomnia's quests.

Deeply sad and in a loss for words how much this playthrough means to me.

And then Prompto came with this, perfectly encapsulating my feelings.

[ravusnightblossom]

@sanguinepeccatorum moved from here. (Mourning the loss of notes, but moved to a new post because uneditable Legacy thread. *sad*)

Vincent falls to the comfort of silence throughout the journey, keeping his eyes closed and his posture relaxed as he leaned against his love; doing his best to ignore any bumps or turbulence. He detested such movements on the average day and such strange feelings of unease and nausea were only heightened when feeling already so unwell.

Once all movement stopped, Vincent forced his eyes to reopen and for his legs to raise him upward; to be home, it bought a sense of comfort to the very depths of his chest - such a small detail, and yet he could not cast it aside as silly. Much had happened at the Valentine estate over the years, as far back as those that had chosen to build it some several, if not more, generations before himself; but it was still home. His legs felt akin to jelly as he moved and as much as he detested showing such, Vincent really was relying upon his love to keep him semi-moving in the right direction. Once at the door, Vincent splay out his palm against the grain of the wood and pushed it, the welcoming warmth of the inside bringing more solace than he could hope to describe. Thoughts, however, did not linger upon that for very long, instead, he coughs into his glove and winces at the throb of his head, reminded all too terribly of how awful he felt. “Are you hungry-?” He asks, smile drawing over pale features.

⋞⁘♔⁘⋟ Truly? They had only just arrived and he was trying to dote on Ravus while in such a sickly state, himself? Eyes rolled as he shook his head, gently urging Vincent further into the home.

"Enough of that," he said softly, noting the cough and the wince with growing concern. Rationally, he knew it would take something more than a cold bug or a virus to take down his immortal beloved, but that didn't cease his disgruntle for Vincent even having to deal with being in his state.

"I am perfectly capable of making my own food. What you need to do is go rest. To the bed with you. I will make you some tea and be in momentarily." Ravus wouldn't take no for an answer in this persistence. If Vincent wouldn't let his own feet take him there, he would carry him, himself.

He kept a hand on the other's lower back as he lead them through the home, all the while making certain he didn't accidentally step on Whiskey. He hadn't seen the feline yet, but he knew he would come as soon as he sat down a dish of food for the cat, something he would do after he saw to his companion.

"Perhaps we should get Whiskey a friend," Ravus suggested as an idle thought while stepping aside to veer into the kitchen. At least he knew where everything was. He filled the kettle and put it on to heat as he began sifting through the cabinets for the tea he had tucked into the back the last time he had been there.

[boxfullaturtles]

Once upon a time, I had an idea for a Rise x FFXV fic. I'm not going to write it because I'm not THAT crazy, but here's a bit I wrote for it at the time because I still think about it sometimes.

Mostly for the silly hahas and the angst and how now everyone has to ride chocobos because the party no longer fits in the car lol.

Anyway, here's this. Uh, lead up? Someone was stealing supplies from the campsites while the Chocobros were out. Manage to track the thief down and it's two turtles? And one of them's really hurt? Would it be a lie to say stranger things have happened to these guys?

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“So, what are you guys anyway?” Prompto asks the question through a mouthful of meat, looking Mikey up and down with unashamed curiosity.

“Dude, really?” Noct elbows Prompto in the ribs, almost tipping him over, “They’re obviously turtles.”

“Hey!” Prompto aims a sloppy kick at Noct, missing by a mile, “I meant why are they turtles walking on two legs and talking!”

Ignis loudly clears his throat when Noct and Prompto start kicking at each other. They immediately settle down and tuck back into their dinner.

Mikey hides a laugh as he answers, “Weelllll, we’re mutants! We used to be regular turtles, but then we got combined with some ooze and human DNA and BAM! Instant mutant turtle, baby!” He shrugs at the blank looks he gets from the four humans, “It’s kind of a long story. And complicated.”

When he doesn’t continue, Prompto raises his eyebrows expectantly. But Mikey just takes another bite of food and doesn’t elaborate. Noct trades a glance with Gladio and then with Ignis. The crackling of the campfire fills the silence.

“You mentioned earlier,” Ignis finally tip-toes carefully into the awkward space, “That you believe you and your brother to be...lost?”

“Brothers,” Mikey corrects and it’s the most solemn he’s sounded all day. He lowers his fork so it rests absently on the edge of his plate, staring into the fire, “There’s four of us. Me, Leo and Donnie, and our big brother Raph. I don’t...I don’t know how we got here. It’s all messed up in my head, just confusion and light and…” He takes a deep breath, “I don’t know what happened. I just remember trying to grab onto my brothers but we all got ripped away from each other and then,” He shrugs absently, gaze distant, “I dunno, I woke up somewhere I didn’t know. Wandered around until I managed to find Leo.”

“Leo, he say how he got hurt?” Gladio asks, “It looks like a real nasty voretooth bite but—”

“Yeah, and how come you guys were in a cave instead of a Haven?” Prompto interrupts, “Can’t believe you weren’t attacked this whole time!”

Mikey blinks, “A Haven? What’s a Haven?”

“This is a Haven,” Ignis explains over Noct hissing things at Prompto, “They are safe places that protect travelers from the dangers of the night. Their blessing keeps evil at bay.”

“Oh,” Mikey looks down at the gently glowing runes beneath his feet. It’s darker now, the only remains of the sun a pale red stripe along the horizon, and they blue glow is brighter, clearer, “Huh.”

He’d felt something whenever he set foot on the runes, some kind of tingling warmth washing over him like a gentle tide. But he’d never lingered long enough to chase the feeling or find its source. He’s about to reach out to it with his Ninpō, just to see what would happen, when there comes a sound from the darkness beyond the Haven.

Something flares in the night, darker than black, a frothing void of pitch and foul tar. It yawns open, boiling at the edges as the world crumples to make way for it, and a grotesque creature unfolds from within it, spilling out into the night. It’s yards away, barely visible, but Mikey can just make out the writhing tentacles from the starlight alone.

His throat closes and he’s on his feet, his nunchaku in his hands. A terrified, dizzying nausea is making his gut churn, heart racing so hard its like it’s trying to tear from his chest. He swear he can feel the thing’s eyes on him in the dark, just at the edge of where the firelight can reach. Rage and terror boil inside him, his mind racing. Can he protect everyone here? Can he keep Leo safe? He doesn’t see a metal suit so maybe—

A hand presses on his shell and Mikey starts badly, nearly swinging his nunchaku up to hit whoever touched him.

Ignis doesn’t even flinch at Mikey’s aborted movement, just keeps a calm expression, patient as he looks out into the dark, “A mindflayer. Rather nasty foe and one I would not recommend facing alone.” He turns back to Mikey, keeping a steady hand on the curve of Mikey’s shell, “It’s quite all right, Michelangelo, daemons cannot come near Havens. As I said, they are warded against evil. For one to spawn so close is unusual, but it won’t be able to get any closer. There, see,” Ignis nods his head as indication, “It’s already drifting away.”

Mikey glances from Ignis back to the thing that had crawled into existence—the mindflayer. It’s no longer facing them, already disappearing into the shadows of the trees and fading out of sight. Mikey tries to steady his shaking breath and lets his arms fall to his sides, ends of his weapons knocking against his legs.

They’re safe here. They’re really, actually safe.

[writermich18]

FFXV Writing Prompt

Ardyn has not heard his brother speak since they were kids. He communicated through gestures, written words, and signs he made up.

'Swords need no voice.' Ardyn stares, heart breaking, at the words Somnus had written in his journal over and over again. The ink spilled across the pages and their ripped state. The almost frantic, tear-stained words on the page.

Who told him that? Who taught him that?

Why had Ardyn never noticed? Why had it taken him (stealing) borrowing Somnus's journal for him to learn why, to question why?